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The Real Estate Sector and the National Dialogue Agenda

With the launch of the national dialogue discussion sessions with wide attendance and diversity in the levels of the national spectrum from various political, professional, trade union, and academic fields under the slogan (Common Spaces), hopes are increasing that this dialogue will result in strong, implementable outcomes and solutions to

"Visitor's Gate" by author Mohammed Ismail Omar

The pain and harshness of life stem from a person not understanding the difference between death and departure. Both carry the same content, and may carry the same general meaning to many sensitive-hearted people, albeit in different ways of presentation. While death, albeit harsh, is the inevitable end to a person's life and the end of

Gangrene

Each of us gets their share of pain as they await their share of happiness. God has timings in your life that suit you first and foremost. I personally believe that the purer you are, the harder your journey is... but it is fruitful! In my youth, I had blind faith in everyone around me. With the naivety of youth, I imagined that

"Intelligence Increase in Africa"

As the Russian semi-military organization, the Wagner Group, expands its presence in African countries, the Biden administration is pushing one of its valuable tactics, sharing sensitive intelligence information with allies in Africa in an attempt to dissuade countries from partnering with the group. This tactic serves the dual function of

A Precious Step

The old woman called me, so I followed her to her single room, because I didn't know what she wanted. I felt her bent back as she tried to enter her room lightly. She pointed to me with a weak whisper, "Please come in, professor, please." I stopped at the door, thinking she might have changed her mind, but she leaned a bit,